Jin Qing sat on the bed, feeling a little angry, the last world was too brain-burning, those people never spoke clearly, every sentence was half said, half hidden, every sentence was turned a few corners, people couldn't figure it out, she was really too tired!

707 licked his face and jumped to the side of Jin Qing's bed: "Host, do you want to rest?" ”

Jin Qing stretched out one of his soft arms under the bed, and used two flicked fingers to pop 707 out of the way at once: Why is this thing so much nonsense!

707 slammed into the wall and staggered to his feet, but he didn't dare to lean towards Jin Qing again: the host of his family was too fond of bullying.

Jin Qing was lying on the bed looking at the beautiful aurora in the sky, feeling that his thoughts were drifting far away, as if there was a group of children around him giggling and talking about steamed buns.

Thinking of this, Jin Qing subconsciously put his hand on his chest, but found that there was no heartbeat pulsating in his chest.

Jin Qing suddenly asked 707, who was pretending to be dead in the corner: "Why don't I have a heartbeat!" ”

Listening to Jin Qing's question, 707 jumped up from the ground: "Host, you are a soul, of course there is no heartbeat!" "Did his host find something?

Jin Qing clicked her lips: That's right, I've been a human being for a long time, and I really think of myself as a human being, where is she, she's obviously a ghost!

Seeing that Jin Qing was no longer talking, 707 immediately took the initiative to take the topic away: "Host, what type of task do you want to do next, I'll help you flip through it first!" ”

Jin Qing sat up when he heard this, and scratched the back of his head with his hand: "I want a simpler world, and I hope that the communication between people can be more direct, at least not brain-burning!" "There is such a world!

707 puffed out his body: "No problem! "It's simple.

After listening to 707's answer, Jin Qing himself was a little unsure, where to find such a world!

707 flipped through the information for a while, and suddenly said to Jin Qing: "Host, I found it, do you want to see the client!" ”

Jin Qing said "hehe" twice: After passing through Yan Yu and Wei He, she didn't want to see these clients again.

Then Jin Qing looked at 707 and said, "Enter the mission" and was sent into the mission.

As soon as she entered the world, Jin Qing felt that the bones all over her body were hurting, she was now lying on a piece of grass, and her hands and feet were actually twisted into a strange appearance, making Jin Qing feel that she couldn't even take a breath and her body hurt.

Just when Jin Qing wanted to pass out and let 707 transmit the plot to him, he heard a person singing and crying next to him: "My son"

The man was crying while singing the drama in his mouth, and he wanted to move Jin Qing's body, but Jin Qing, who was in pain, wanted to roll his eyes: Didn't anyone tell you not to move the broken person's body!

At this time, an old and righteous voice came from a distance: "Drama maniac, what are you going to do to Comrade Xiaoyou?" Do you know that a feudal remnant like you is not allowed to touch our red comrades! ”

Jin Qing couldn't help grinning when she heard this: Is it time for her to wear it to the ten-year campaign!

The person who was called the drama maniac, after hearing the old man's scolding, stopped and stopped pulling Jin Qing, but his upper body fell on Jin Qing's body, stretched his voice and sobbed quietly: "My son, you died so miserably."

Jin Qing: "Nima, is Lao Tzu still alive!"

The old man with a sense of justice ran to Jin Qing's side and stretched out his hand to play the madman: "Hurry up, you bull ghost and snake god, don't let the feudal residue on your body pollute our good comrades." ”

The drama madman didn't let go of Jin Qing's hand, and under the pull of the old man with a sense of justice, Jin Qing, who was lying on the ground with twisted limbs, also moved a few times, and she was in pain worse than dead: these people were sent by God to punish her!

The old man with a sense of justice was reluctant to let go of the hand holding Jin Qing when he watched the play, and suddenly screamed, and then waved his hand to hit the hand of the play maniac.

Just as Jin Qing was about to be pulled by the two of them to foam at the mouth, her hero appeared.

A steady voice yelled at the two who were pulling each other: "What are you doing!" ”

The old man with a sense of justice and the maniac stopped at the same time to look at the person, and the owner of the steady voice slowly ran into everyone's sight.

The person who came squatted down about a meter away from Jin Qing's body, carefully checked the object in front of him, and then turned his head solemnly and said to the air behind him: "The left arm is comminuted, the right leg is triple fractured, and the ankle and calf knee are comminuted." The lower leg of the left leg was broken, and the bone stubble was exposed with blood loss. The body is lying on its stomach, it is temporarily inconvenient to check the rib injury, the pupils are dilated, the heart rate is reduced, the breathing is apnea, it is recommended to use a cardiotonic "

Jin Qing originally looked like he was talking about this, who would have thought that this middle-aged man would become more and more unreliable the more he talked, and Lao Tzu was lying here, this middle-aged man had been looking at the big stone next to him, what was going on!

Jin Qing moved her mouth, but found that she still had no way to control her body.

At this time, I saw the middle-aged man who had just spoken standing up sadly, and shook his head at the old man with a sense of justice and the drama maniac who were standing beside Jin Qing not far from him: "I'm sorry, I've tried my best, and the patient has no heartbeat!" ”

After listening to the middle-aged man's words, the old man with a sense of justice and the drama maniac beat their chests together very cooperatively: "Comrade Xiaoyou"

Jin Qing, who was killed, looked at the middle-aged man's hand that was still on the stone: "If you feel the heartbeat of the stone, you are the real cow!"

Then, the old man with a sense of justice sat next to Jin Qing, and his tone was full of regret: "We have lost a good comrade again!" ”

Jin Qing, who was killed: "Move over there, you sit on Lao Tzu's fingers!"

The drama maniac hid his face again and lay on Jin Qing: "My son"

Jin Qing: "Let's change the line, Lao Tzu is still alive, and if you press it down, Lao Tzu will really die."

At this time, the middle-aged man who seemed to be a doctor bent down, laboriously picked up the stone beside Jin Qing, and walked away with the old man and the maniac: "Let's take care of her funeral together!" ”

Jin Qing didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood when he heard this: You are just dead, is it okay for Lao Tzu to lie on the ground!

The old man and the maniac applauded wildly when they heard this, and followed the doctor man with admiration and emotion on their faces and walked into the distance: "Doctor, you are really a wonderful and benevolent person!" ”

While speaking, several people didn't even turn their heads, let alone look down at Jin Qing, who was still lying on the ground.

Jin Qing listened to the footsteps of a few people in the distance: "Where the hell is she!" 14